Jill made a face. “Ugh！” she said. “That’s the horrid part about coming back to Narnia.” But Eustace went on.
“Well now you know who we are， Sire，” he said. “And it was like this. The Professor and Aunt Polly had got all us friends of Narnia together.”
“I know not these names， Eustace，” said Tirian.
“They‘re the two who came into Narnia at the very beginning， the day all the animals learned to talk.”
“By the Lion’s Mane，” cried Tirian. “Those two！ The Lord Digory and the Lady Polly！ From the dawn of the world！ And still still in your place？ The wonder and the glory of it！ But tell me， tell me.”
“She isn‘t really our aunt， you know，” said Eustace. “She’s Miss Plummer， but we call her Aunt Polly. Well， those two got us all together， partly just for fun， so that we could all have a good jaw about Narnia （for of course there‘s no one else we can ever talk to about things like that） but partly because the Professor had a feeling that we were somehow wanted over here.